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JACKBOYS - What To Do? (Lyrics) Feat. Don Toliver
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실연 아티스트
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
보컬
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
보컬
CHASE B
CHASE B
보컬
Luxury Tax
Luxury Tax
보컬
Sheck Wes
Sheck Wes
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
송라이터
Caleb Toliver
Caleb Toliver
송라이터
Khadimoul Fall
Khadimoul Fall
송라이터
James Austin Cyr
James Austin Cyr
송라이터
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
송라이터
Earlyyellow00
Earlyyellow00
송라이터
Julius-Alexander Brown
Julius-Alexander Brown
송라이터
Sarah Schachner
Sarah Schachner
송라이터
Douglas Ford
Douglas Ford
송라이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
레코딩 엔지니어
London Cyr
London Cyr
프로듀서
Jenius
Jenius
프로듀서
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
믹싱 엔지니어
Rob Bisel
Rob Bisel
레코딩 엔지니어
Derek Anderson
Derek Anderson
레코딩 엔지니어

가사

Why did we fall that evening? Silhouettes for the evening You might just be my type And I know just what you like but I'm— Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do I woke up on the seventeenth Drunk as hell, you tellin' me I was in the club, full of jealousy Damn near caught a felony One thing I know, two just wanna ride (uh-uh) I did it outside (uh-uh) I, you better go hide (uh-uh) Put it on her feet and I glide Step with the three like Clyde, slide, slide We rock the cream on the pie-ie-ie But that's my better side (yeah) I can't tell a lie (uh-uh) This is televised (uh-uh) You need better guys Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Woke up on the seventeenth With them tattoos, just is tellin' me And them fantasies is outstandin' me I'm only on the beat between 10 and 3 Took you, move you outside to the West Down Southside by the 'jects Tell me what a time, what a wreck Never let it down, never let Always thought T was a rex Never thought T was a wreck Put the ice T on your neck (neck) When it go cold make you sweat Never let you go, never (go, go) Never let you go, you the best But never let it go to your head (no) I always got control of the Woah (yeah) Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Silhouettes for the weekend And you might just be my type And I know just what you like but I'm— Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Fuck the club up Still with my dawgs Please don't make the wrong moves, 'cause my weapon cocked Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up (uh-uh, yeah) Don't know what to do (yeah) Still fucked up, still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up, still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up, still fucked up (yeah) Still fucked up, still fucked up (yeah)
Writer(s): Douglas Ford, Wes Sheck, Mike G. Dean, Julius Brown, Niv Kalisky, Jacques Webster, Caleb Toliver, James Austin Cyr, Sarah Elizabeth Schachner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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